Personal Update, 11 February 2004
Well, it's been a week since I had my radio-frequency oblation procedure done - they burned three nerves, right at the spine. For a couple of days I was in less pain, but the last three days have been the worst days I've had, painwise, in this whole four year ordeal. I'm taking a lot of meds and trying not to move too much. The pain was changed somehow by the procedure... I'm not really sure how, I just know that the various things that provided me any relief no longer work, and I hurt in places where I didn't even know I had places.
In the adding-insult-to-injury department, I came down with strep throat a few days ago, which is interfering with my baseline misery. I'm having a hard time remembering what comes next: is it the plague of locusts, or does famine come first? Locusts? I think it's the locusts. Bring 'em on.
The house proceeds slowly; I've only been able to make it upstairs once in the last two weeks. Anne-Marie has been spackling up the sheetrock. I rarely leave the bed, so as much as I would like our home to be finished I'm not real excited about the prospect of moving into our upstairs bedroom... stairs are bad, mmkay. Anne-Marie found some sucker to take the huge rhody out of the front yard, so we now have A Hole there instead, but I can tell AM is getting geared up for her spring gardening so that won't last long.
We spend a lot of time lying in bed watching movies. We just watched a bunch of surprisingly good movies: some of the Ken Burns Jazz documentary, American Splendor, Lantana, and Lost In Translation (which I thought had the best soundtrack since Donnie Darko). I think we finally finished the last of the Buster Keaton films, though I still watch "The General" and "The Playhouse" a couple of times a week... the guy was brilliant.
I've been remarkably slack in returning emails... I got a joyous unexpected email from an old friend (hi Stefene) and in addition to replying to that, I need to write Rick and Lisa and Ann and Caitlin and Paige and I owe Julie something like a book worth of letters by now. I promise that as soon as I have enough non-complaint things to justify the energy of typing, I'll write. Until then, you get this ghetto update.
I've been reading about paper-folding, doing some photomanipulation of the pictures coming from NASA (I found color and displacement maps of Mars, so in addition to doing 3D bump-map rendering I can use the displacement maps to see what Mars would look like if it had water on the surface... I'll post these when I am done), and I wrote a program to explore iterated function systems (ditto on the pictures soon). I think a bit slower medded up, but then again I've got nothing but time and not too much to prove, so I'll just continue with these things at my slow speed.
In the adding-insult-to-injury department, I came down with strep throat a few days ago, which is interfering with my baseline misery. I'm having a hard time remembering what comes next: is it the plague of locusts, or does famine come first? Locusts? I think it's the locusts. Bring 'em on.
The house proceeds slowly; I've only been able to make it upstairs once in the last two weeks. Anne-Marie has been spackling up the sheetrock. I rarely leave the bed, so as much as I would like our home to be finished I'm not real excited about the prospect of moving into our upstairs bedroom... stairs are bad, mmkay. Anne-Marie found some sucker to take the huge rhody out of the front yard, so we now have A Hole there instead, but I can tell AM is getting geared up for her spring gardening so that won't last long.
We spend a lot of time lying in bed watching movies. We just watched a bunch of surprisingly good movies: some of the Ken Burns Jazz documentary, American Splendor, Lantana, and Lost In Translation (which I thought had the best soundtrack since Donnie Darko). I think we finally finished the last of the Buster Keaton films, though I still watch "The General" and "The Playhouse" a couple of times a week... the guy was brilliant.
I've been remarkably slack in returning emails... I got a joyous unexpected email from an old friend (hi Stefene) and in addition to replying to that, I need to write Rick and Lisa and Ann and Caitlin and Paige and I owe Julie something like a book worth of letters by now. I promise that as soon as I have enough non-complaint things to justify the energy of typing, I'll write. Until then, you get this ghetto update.
I've been reading about paper-folding, doing some photomanipulation of the pictures coming from NASA (I found color and displacement maps of Mars, so in addition to doing 3D bump-map rendering I can use the displacement maps to see what Mars would look like if it had water on the surface... I'll post these when I am done), and I wrote a program to explore iterated function systems (ditto on the pictures soon). I think a bit slower medded up, but then again I've got nothing but time and not too much to prove, so I'll just continue with these things at my slow speed.
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